Alright, alright, I’ll admit it: as much as I don’t want to think about weight gain or loss or how I look in my clothes; as much as I don’t want to worry about what other people are thinking; as much as I don’t want to obsess about what my “outer temple court” looks like…… I do.
I mean, I could give you an earful about what I think could be smaller, smoother, tighter and what not. But, who says that’s the way it should be? The world? Cosmo? Abercrombie? Dang ’em all.
I do care. But I want to care in a healthy way, not in an unhealthy way.
I want to feed it right, exercise it right, dress it right, and use it as a tool for His amazing call on my life. That = healthy.
However, sometimes I let what I see in the mirror dictate how I feel about myself. That = unhealthy.
So, what do I do?
I do what I always do when it comes to any insecurity, any problem, any sin issue, anything. I take it to Him in real, raw honesty and we hash it out. He’ll hear my issues, and speak truth to me. He’ll take my confession, and inhale forgivness in the breath of my soul.
We work it out. We deal with it. And then I live out what He has shown me.
What do you need to take to him? Doesn’t matter what it is, talk it out. Talk it over. And get on with living.